Beautiful scenery.

People are more beautiful.

Gu Han was obsessed with it for a moment.

"I'm stupid?"

Mo Chenyin came closer, smiled and flicked his slender fingers gently on his forehead, just as he did back then.

"If I were him."

The cold girl had curved eyebrows and seemed very happy, and smiled and said, "I will be stupid when I see my senior sister's appearance."

Gu Han instantly came back to his senses.

"Why are you here?"

He was a little surprised, but more strange. He had only been missing for half a day, and the two girls seemed to be different from before.

"I want to come back and see it, too."

Mo Chenyin's eyes turned and he looked at the small courtyard.

"Senior Sister."

The cold girl blinked curiously, "This is where you have lived for ten years?"

Just as I was about to push the door and go in and take a look.

Suddenly, I heard an angry shout suddenly coming from a distance.

“Bold!”

"Damn it!"

"Ancestor, I just swept through the yard, who let you go in?"

The words fell.

A figure flew from a distance and landed in front of the three of them.

He is an old monk.

My temples were gray and my waist was a little bent. A face full of flesh was full of ferocious spirits and evil words. I can't mess with eight big words.

What about cultivation?

It's about half a step in the extraordinary realm.

Seeing Gu Han, the old man was stunned, his eyes widening like copper bells.

look familiar!

Too familiar!

Not only him, but Gu Han was the same, and I felt that I had seen this person vaguely.

"Are you... Blood Soul Ancestor?"

"Are you... Senior Gu?"

Sudden.

The two spoke together and recognized each other's identity.

"Senior Gu!"

The Blood Soul Ancestor was overjoyed and was so excited that he couldn't help himself, "You... Why are you back?"

Gu Han smiled.

The Blood Soul Ancestor is Yan Qianjue's subordinate. When he first entered the Western Desert, he was almost robbed by the other party. Later, when he passed the disaster, the two sides also had an intersection.

See an acquaintance again.

Gu Han was very happy, so he took the opportunity to find out about the past years from him.

Same as he guessed.

The people in this Wangxiang village were moved to the ancient Cang Realm by Yan Qianjue and A Nan.

A Nan.

It was the little girl he met when he was traversing the disaster, and was later taken over by Yan Qianjue as a closed disciple.

The little girl understands.

This small courtyard has a very important significance to Gu Han.

That's why.

Before Yan Qianjue evacuated, he promised a heavy reward to keep people here to guard him. The Blood Soul Ancestor volunteered to stay for decades as soon as he stayed.

These years.

In addition to practicing, he would come here to repair and repair every ten days and half a month, and sweep the floor and carry water... never stopped.

For decades.

No one can match his experience.

He thought to himself.

Even if you lose your cultivation and go to the mortal world to find a bricklayer to do the work, you will definitely be the leader in the industry!

"How is A Nan?"

Mo Chenyin opened his mouth softly.

She was still very concerned about the little girl back then.

The woman in front of her is as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

The Blood Soul Ancestor didn't dare to look at it anymore, so he quickly lowered his head and said, "Miss A Nan has excellent qualifications. She has already broken into the ninth level of the Holy Realm a few years ago. She usually comes back to see it every once in a while, but she hasn't been there in the past six months.

I have appeared, and I think it must be in seclusion and hitting the Feather Realm."

Having said that.

A hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you so old?"

Gu Han glanced at him, speechless.

then.

The first time he saw the other party, he was still a strong man, and his cultivation was in the realm of heavenly tribulation. Now... half a step beyond.

It cannot be said that there is no progress.

All I can say is...stagnant.

"I'm not qualified."

The Blood Soul Ancestor smiled helplessly and said, "I am ashamed of the resources given to me by Sect Master Yan."

Yan Qianjue did not treat him badly.

In fact, his treatment is the first in the Holy Demon Sect. It is just because of his qualifications and it is difficult to enter the country, so he can only waste his life.

Gu Han was silent.

Thinking of Huineng, who looks like a middle-aged person.

Thinking of Yang Ying, who forcibly took the marrow-drawing pill and endured the pain of heart-devouring in order to maintain his cultivation level.

He was a little touched.

These years.

He walked too fast and too far. Now he has returned to the starting point and has another insight.

The world is vast, and the battle is the most cruel.

Just by qualifications, more than 90% of the monks will be stumped.

genius.

It's a minority.

On this road, there are only a few people who can keep improving.

"Forget it."

"I can't let you do decades of work in vain."

Thinking of this.

He smiled, took out a storage ring and handed it to the other party.

“The pill here.”

"In addition to improving cultivation."
To be continued...